Chapter 158

Stella McCartney's POV

I almost puked at the sight of what I behold. I couldn't just imagine how tough things would have been for these children.

They have been maltreated and given tough times just to please themselves. These people should face the consequences of their actions.

My eyes winked several beats as my heart galloped gently while I beheld the tears of these young ones.

"People are indeed suffering..!" Richard said.

I nodded my heart and looked at him with sorrow. "You know, I feel really bad for these children. Look at how they are being mistreated for no reason," I said.

"Such is life, I hope we ain't sold to slavery. This is what it actually looks like," he said.

His words were like double edged swords, so sharp that it pierced the walls of my heart.

"That's really right. I feel empty and so pathetic at this terrific sight," I said.

"I understand that feeling, I also couldn't stand it earlier, but I just have to cha